Tag: love
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Looking Deeper Into The Soul…
A Lie… A Novel… Out Now… Where did this all begin? The hurt… the pain… the confusion… the lies… “Everything is fine. Everything is how it is supposed to be. Lie to yourself long enough and everything will be fine. Right?” A lie is the story of where all this…
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And Other Things From This Time…
Felt No More I gave up, then gave inStill, you’re unhappy with whatWe’ve becomeI gave you everythingOnly to end this with nothingYet I’m the assholeWhat it means to be a manI’m the one who should wearThe villainous mask because it fitsI’m sorry I guessFor what I don’t knowMaybe by now,…
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It’s A Funny Story… Even If It Isn’t…
Trying something new… Imagine that… I haven’t written anything new outside of poetry and the new story I am working on… Sadly that isn’t for the website… Redoing my next book… well kind of… I had this whole theme I was running through the whole book… I didn’t like it……
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Watching The World Go By… In Ever Passing Moments…
The Plan Feelings disappear into the lightFaded but always thereMoments in time seems to last foreverSeconds of thought, a lifetime of regretDecisions made that can’t be undoneAnother day in the life of someone elseToo afraid to take a stepBackwards or forwards there is nothing leftFeelings reappearing every nightHaunting me from…
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Broken Thoughts…
The blood cascades down the wallYou know you are homeWhen everything is comfortableBones line the edges of the roomYou know you are homeWhen everything seems fineSkin drapes the furnitureYou know you are homeWhen everything is normal Scars scratched deep across their faces… Tangled up in all your razor wireThink about…
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Broken Thoughts…
Fissures and cracks within my soulWhere they come fromI’m afraid I do not knowRelentless and forthcomingI keep swimming the cracks wideningEven though I know I’m drowningMy body wants to stop, my mind says keep goingIf I gave up now what would be the point at all? Locked in a box……
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And Other Things From This Time…
Staying Down My mind is going a mile a minuteA minute a mile and I have to rememberThis is only a symptomOf something that I have createdI wish I could forget or maybe rememberNot everything has to have a reasonHeavy-handed and light-headedI miss the days where none of this matteredPicking…
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And Other Things From This Time Preview
Not the Answer Sex is an ugly thingDo what you have to doThen it’s all overI write because I have toThen it’s all overI’d stay and talkBut I have to writeThis all overA process with meaningStill no answersAtheism is a questionIs there a God?Am I only alone?In my head am…
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Broken Reality…
This is something I would only say to my best friend, but since that is you and since you aren’t you anymore. I have to feel. I have to live as though I am alone. I see you every day. Walking by me as if this is all normal. Walking…
Chewing On Glass... 